Chapter 185
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 185 Three Questions After gulping down her saliva, Wendy stood up and explained to Susanne, âWhen I saw her yesterday, she was wearing the waitress uniform of Soir Coffee.â
Instantly, Arielle figured it what went wrong.
Despite being a good friend of Arielleâs mom, Susanne was hostile toward Arielle because she thought she was a waitress.
Arielle shrugged and explained, âIt appears that there is a misunderstanding. Iâm not a waitress here.â
Susanne frowned as she asked, âIf youâre not a waitress, why were you wearing a uniform? Stop making up stories.â
Arielle gazed at Wendy for a while before turning to Susanne. âMs. Stone, can I have a word with you for a while? Iâve something to tell you. If you can give me the time, I can lower the price from a billion to ten. Give me ten minutes, and you can then pay me ten to leave your son.â
Miles away, Vinson, who was working overtime, suddenly sneezed. âAh-choo!â
Whoâs scolding me?
Over at the cafe, Susanne felt tempted by Arielleâs offer after listening to her.
Although Susanne could afford to pay Arielle a billion, she felt that a vixen didnât deserve the amount.
Nonetheless, she also felt uncomfortable to pay Arielle ten as though Vison was worth nothing more than ten.
In the end, Susanne queried seriously, âWhat do you want to tell me?â
Susanne was intrigued to find out what nonsense Arielle would spew.
Meanwhile, Wendy, who stood beside Susanne, felt nervous unknowingly.
Given that Arielle looked surprisingly composed, Wendy instinctively felt that it probably wasnât a good idea to let Arielle and Susanne talked in private.
As such, Wendy couldnât keep her cool and pulled Susanneâs arm anxiously. âMs. Stone, please donât fall for her sweet talk. Why donât we give her the money and let her leave Jadeborough? I mean, a lowly woman like her is good at deceiving others with sweet words!â
Susanne had similar thoughts. Even if Arielle wasnât a waitress, she was not from a wealthy and noble family either. Otherwise, Arielle wouldnât have been sent as a gift to Vinson.
However, Susanne didnât think that Arielle could manage to deceive her with just words.
Who am I? How can a vixen deceive me with only a few words?
Susanne looked at Wendy, patted her arm gently, and comforted, âDonât worry, Wendy. You can wait for me outside. She can never deceive me.â
Wendy wished to dwell on it but was afraid that Susanne would be unhappy As such, she had no choice but to bit her tongue.
Besides, Wendy was confident that the lowly woman surely couldnât sway Susanneâs mind.
Wendy told herself silently not to be frightened by Arielleâs demeanor.
Hence, she took a deep breath to calm herself down and grabbed her handbag to leave the room.
Once the door was closed, Susanne began to look more ferocious.
Apart from being Vinsonâs mother, Susanne had been through all sorts of dangers and bloodshed with Vinsonâs dad. Although she had retired now, her murderous and overbearing aura could still be felt.
She stared at Arielle nonchalantly and instructed, âGo ahead. You only have ten minutes.â
Arielle didnât mind if Susanne was impolite to her.
Since Arielle wasnât interested in marrying Vinson to climb to a higher social stratum, she didnât care if Susanne liked her or not. Instead, Arielle only wished to get the answer she wanted from Susanne.
Shortly afterward, Arielle said calmly, âRest assured that we wonât need ten minutes. Iâll ask three questions and leave once you answer all of them.â
Susanne frowned and asked curiously, âWhat are the three questions?â